Chapter 1

Bob Brandt could not believe what he was hearing. For fifteen years he had worked his ass off trying to go places with his company and now, just as he had reached the pinnacle of success, a vice presidency, he was being told he might not even have a job come tomorrow. Matt Brown, president and CEO, looked at him and repeated:

"That's the deal Bob. You get the VP slot, stock options, year-end bonuses, and I get to fuck your wife. I don't get to fuck Tina and you can start job hunting."

Bob sat in the chair, stiff as a wooden carving. Starting over at thirty-eight? Unthinkable! In a new company it would take another ten or fifteen years to reach where he was now and by then he would be too old. These day's companies wanted their executives to be young and hard-charging, not old and nearing retirement. His thoughts were interrupted by Matt:

"Well, what's it to be?"

Bob looked at him for a moment and then said, "Even if I agreed Tina would never do it. As soon as I asked her she would throw me out of the house and file for divorce."

Matt asked, "Does that mean you agree in principal and are just not sure as to method?"

Bob nodded his head and said yes.

"Good! You are now VP of sales. I'll have the paperwork back dated to the first of the month. This was a test Bob. At the VP level some pretty tough choices have to be made, a lot of them distasteful, and I had to know if you had the guts to make a hard call. The one you just made is probably the hardest you will ever have to face. I'm throwing a promotion party for you at my place this Saturday. My wife is in Paris so all you have to do is show up with Tina and then let whatever happens happen."

Bob made one last adjustment to his tie and turned to look at his wife. Tina was stunning in a white mini dress, high heels, with a single strand of pearls around her slender throat; her beautiful oval face set off to perfection by bright green eyes and long lustrous black hair. He hated what he was about to subject her to, but at the same time he told himself that he was doing it for her, so she could continue to live in the style that she had become accustomed to. Besides, deep down he did not think she would let herself be seduced by Matt - he had faith in her.

The party was one hour old and Bob could see that Tina was already 'tipsy'. Matt had been very attentive and had seen to it that the glass in her hand never fell below half empty. It was apparent to Bob that Matt's strategy was to get Tina drunk and it seemed to be working. By the end of the second hour Bob knew that Tina was hot enough to fuck. She had danced with every single male at the party and a few of the married ones and Bob knew that quite a few of them had been feeling her up and poking their stiff dicks into her legs. This was normal for what happened to Tina at parties and it used to upset Bob, but Tina told him that she enjoyed the attention and that he ended up getting all the benefits when the guys got her hot so he should just relax and go with the flow. In fact, when he had danced with her she'd told him that they might not even make it all the way home before she took his pants off of him.

At eleven thirty people started leaving and Matt came up to him and told him that if he wanted to he could watch from the closet in the master bedroom or if he preferred not to he could wait in the den or leave and come back later. Bob toyed with the idea of leaving, but curiosity won out - he had to know if Tina would do it and if she did, how it would happen. About fifteen minutes later Matt nodded at him and Bob went upstairs and took his place in the closet.

Ten minutes later Matt and Tina entered the bedroom. Tina was drunk, but not so drunk that she was unaware that she was in a bedroom not hers.

"What are we doing here?" she asked.

Matt led her over to the bed and sat her down, "We are here because you have a decision to make and this is the one place where we won't be interrupted."

"What decision?" Tina asked.

Matt said, "You have to decide whether or not Bob has a future with the company."

Tina looked confused, "What are you talking about. He was just made a VP."

Matt's voice took on a somber tone; "Yesterday the board of directors made a decission to downsize certain areas of the company. I have to get rid of two of my vice-presidents and consolidate their functions under the two remaining. Bob is last on board so technically he should be the first to be let go, but I like Bob and I think it would be better for the company if he were to stay. If I keep him I'll take a lot of heat from the board and the stockholders. I can justify my decission if I have to, but why should I risk it? On the other hand, I could take the risk if there was a reward for doing it."